WHY ?? ...Do I BLOG ?
14 months ago I didn’t know the meaning of the word. My interest was piqued when I read an article in the AARP magazine stating that so few seniors took advantage of this line of communication. I had heard the word, BLOG, of course but I figured it was just another part of the vast internet world that would forever elude me.
The amusing thing, to me, is that in my day we would have simply called it what it is...a Web Log. (Then I would have understood it !) But the shortened version is here to stay and reminds me, once again, to get on the “computer-age bandwagon” or be left behind.
But, back to the question, “Why do I blog?” I have tried journaling (recording my daily thoughts and feelings), keeping a diary and even submitting articles for publication…all to no avail. Each of these outlets left me strangely unfulfilled.
Blogging, however, is the perfect medium for me and I love it. I have often wished that I could have known my parents as children and young adults. What were their dreams and accomplishments? Did they overcome adversity? Did they seize opportunities or let them slip by? Who were they?...and how did they influence my life?
“Goldendaze-ginnie” was, first and foremost, my attempt to answer these questions for my own children...but it has become much more. I realized, as I wrote, that I had overcome some pretty rough spots along my life’s journey...a husband’s chronic illness and the disease of alcoholism...and I felt compelled to share these experiences.
It’s fun to get comments and to realize that there are people all over the world who can relate to what I’ve written but that is like the icing on the cake. I have no idea how many people actually DO read my blog, but it really doesn’t matter. If I’ve carried the message of hope to just one other reader it will be worthwhile.
Why do I blog? Because it is my way to record the emotions and events of my 74 years on earth...a journey of self discovery. I find that each article that I write prompts me to remember still more...a great taxing of the mind. It is an exhilarating memory experience and I am so thankful that it is available to me.